REMEMBERING WITH FONDNESS
Old, broken, sad, alone
Looking up, still some hope
To find a friend, a home
Beauty, it is ...
To live without fear
To mend a life (maybe two)
The magic presence
Beauty, it is...
A time when home is love
Where life is joyous
and longer than believed
Beauty, it is...
He was a pauper
Who became a prince
My beloved SIR SPENCER
Gotcha : November 2, 2001
At peace : April 3, 2006
What beauty is ...
Beauty, indeed. We can’t help but smile a little as we think
about how lucky Spencer was to find you, but our hearts ache
for your loss as well.
accept a donation in memory of our boy, Noah.
We were very happy to find your website. Keep up the Golden
Donna, Bill and Cait Kiely
appreciate your generous donation in memory of Noah. What a
beautiful dog! Along with your many memories of him, we hope
the knowledge that we’ll be helping the next generation of
Goldens in his honor will ease the pain of his loss.
My husband and I will remember March 23, 2006 because this
is the day that we said goodbye to our Princess Lacey. We
adopted Lacey through GRRI on October 15, 2003 with the help
of her foster Mom, Carolyn. It seems so long ago because in
our hearts Lacey had been with us forever. We helped
celebrate Lacey's 14th year of life on March 6, sang Happy
Birthday and gave both her and her brother Toby vanilla ice
cream. She loved it! Every holiday, and every chance we
could we made that day for Lacey special, because we never
knew when that final day would come. Sometimes I think
Lacey enjoyed herself no matter what she did because she too
never knew if tomorrow would come.
Unfortunately that day came, and it wasn't easy. We still
can't believe that she is no longer with us physically, but
her memories will live with us for always. We thank GRRI
for making it possible to adopt Lacey and Carolyn for being
her foster Mom. Without the combined effort of all we would
never have had the pleasure of Lacey sharing her final years
with us. All it took was a chance meeting and she melted
our hearts. Again thank you for Lacey and for all that you
do for the Goldens.
will surely be missed.
and Chris Meyer
Dear Chris and John,
We’re so sorry for your loss of Lacey. How wonderful that
even as she entered her “golden” years, she found you both
and enjoyed her last years absolutely sure of your love and
affection for her. We wish you could have enjoyed even more
time with her, but know that she made her last years with
you cherished. She won’t be forgotten, and we hope that
your many memories ease your pain. Our thoughts are with
January 2001, my family adopted Ginger and Hershey, two
adult Golden Retrievers whose other family had a child with
terrible asthma, from GRRI-NJ.
Finding that their dogs were spending too much time in the
yard and their daughter too much time in the emergency
room, they decided to put the dogs up for adoption. My
husband, son and I picked up Ginger and Hershey on a cold
January morning. We were sad to be taking the dogs from the
house--there were three other children in the home who were
in tears--but so happy to be taking our new pets home.
both were great dogs, but I fell hard for Ginger, who was a
little over 4 years old. (Hershey is now 12 1/2 and doing
fine since his spleen was removed in January.) As her
previous owner said, Ginger could find an infinite number of
ways to play with a ball. We had a pool in our yard, which
she loved. She would lie on the pool deck and nudge a tennis
ball into the water with her nose, watch it bob on the pool
surface until it floated away just a bit and then stand up,
put her paw in the water and try to drag the ball back into
her reach. After some practice she could almost always bring
the ball back, but if she let it get out too far she had to
jump in and fetch it.
always wanted to be with her people: She and my son played
in the yard, she sat at my feet as I cooked, hopeful that
some tasty bit would come her way, sniffed in the garden as
I dug, lay by the couch when I read, slept next to me when
my husband traveled. A look and crooking one finger would
bring her to me. She loved to run off leash along the canal:
We'd walk the quarter mile or so to the canal (past the
wetlands which made her smell like a swamp if she got into
the water) and she'd bound into the water as soon as her
leash was off. One winter, when we could ice skate on the
canal she discovered the pleasure of sliding on ice--she ran
right out onto the ice and then slid until she stopped, only
to walk back off the ice and do it all over again.
learned things so quickly. A year ago I found a lump on her
tail, which required that all but about 5 inches of her tail
be removed. The Elizabethan collar proved no match for
Ginger, who discovered that she could practically bend in
half while lying on her back in order to get to the tail.
What a mess it became--we finally resorted to a mop bucket
to help her tail heal. When the bucket came off she chased
her tail endlessly; it was driving her crazy and I didn't
know what to do. But, since she liked to be with us so much
I decided that behavior modification might work. So one
evening, everytime she started to chase her tail I would say
in a firm voice, "Ginger, outside?" and when she didn't stop
chasing her tail I put her out for a couple of minutes. We
repeated the exercise about 8 times that evening and stopped
when she started to get it. The next night I put her out
only three or four times and her tail chasing habit was
almost broken. Of course, then I had to figure out what to
do when we were outside, and she chased her tail!
Ginger to sleep a few days ago; she had a brain tumor that
was quickly overtaking her. She was a wonderful, wonderful
pet who enriched our lives.
Thank you for writing and sharing the news of Ginger’s
passing. Goldens are known for being bright, and Ginger
sounds as if she was true to the breed – what a smart dog!
You say that you “fell hard” for her, and it is clear that
she felt the same for you. The life you’ve described – from
the walks on the canal to playing by the pool to just being
with you in the quiet moments of everyday life – is
everything we hope for when we match a Golden with an
adopter. Thank you for being there when Ginger and Hershey
needed you; may your many fond memories of Ginger sustain
you and your family at this difficult time.
to have the Miracle Red Rose, love of my life and soul mate,
put down today. We have had a rough three weeks with
everything going wrong all at once. We were at the vet's
office almost on a daily basis. Finally, Rose stopped
eating, could not get up even the two steps from the back
yard into the house. She let me know it was time. Thus, she
died in my arms this am. I told her how much she meant to so
many, how dearly she was loved, how much she would be
missed, how much she taught me and others what love was all
about. She taught me about courage, fun and what trust was.
A poem will arrive when my emotions, tears, etc get under
I thank you all for allowing me to adopt this amazing dog. I
only had her a bit over two years, however, it was two plus
years of the best for her, for me and for all the other
lives that Rosie touched.
October 1991 to January 2006
In the beginning, some unpacking to do
While carefully unpacking we learned the new
Slowly the bad stuff went away
Rosie and I began to play
Her love of life, her determination
I soon knew this girl was a real sensation
Her beautiful eyes always showed me
What direction to take, what was the key
She showed one and all what life was about
Never go around with your face in a pout
The gentleness of a lamb, the courage of a lion
The little red Rose kept us all flying
The little red Rose loved to go
Canines and man loved her so
How she trusted, is beyond me
Yet her trust of all was as deep as the sea
Her tail would start wagging the minute she knew
A therapy visit she was going to do
She brought love and light to everyone
Her forty seven visits were such fun
She changed tears into smiles, she brought laughter and fun
The little red Rose was never done
It was only four months and two years
My eyes are still crying many tears
She was so amazing, she was my soul mate
I had to let her go, it was our fate
When food was not wanted and the look in her eye
I knew at the moment we must say good-bye
Just look in the sky at the brightest star
The miracle red Rose is not very far
Note from Adele:
I do want to thank all of you at GRRI for this once in a
lifetime dog. Rosie touched the hearts of so many --
children, all the family, neighbors, friends, everyone she
met on our therapy visits, everyone she met where ever we
went and that includes all the stores we visited, the bank,
the gas station, etc. Rosie also was loved by all her canine
friends. What an amazing little girl. I love her so, I
admired her so -- to be what she was after all she had gone
Theresa said it best -- Rosie was a Saint in fur clothing.
Your words of remembrance of Rosie are beautiful. Surely you
know that as much as you gained from having her in your
life, she too enjoyed the security, warmth, and love of life
with you. Our thoughts are with you.
Please accept this gift to the Joann Smith Memorial Fund in
loving memory of our special friend Bronwyn McFadden. She
was truly an angel among us. The earth is a sad place in
Donna and Nelson Baumer
Dear Donna and Nelson,
Thank you for choosing to remember Bronwyn with your
generous donation. The Joann Smith Memorial Fund provides
help to GRRI dogs with special needs, and your
thoughtfulness will insure that other dogs will have the
opportunity for the wonderful life that Bronwyn enjoyed.
Whom It May Concern,
Please accept the enclosed donation in loving memory of
William Francis Delaney. Bill lost his battle to esophageal
cancer on 10/30/05 at the young age of 50. Bill was the
owner of the American Canine Academy in Hawthorne, NJ.
We took our beloved "Tristan" to Bill for training. Tristan
is a wonderful dog because of Bill. Bill will be missed by
many, both 4-legged and 2-legged.
Jeanette, Ken and Tristan Price
Dear Jeanette, Ken and Tristan,
Many thanks for your donation in memory of Bill Delaney.
May your memories of him be brightened even further with the
knowledge that GRRI dogs will benefit from your generosity.
GRRI Golden of Joe DelGrippo
Brandy, beloved GRRI Golden of Katie & Michael Solondz
Bronwyn, beloved Golden of GRRI volunteers Eileen and Drew
Lucy, beloved cat of GRRI volunteers Michele Masone and Beth
Dasher and Angel, beloved Dachsund and GRRI Golden of GRRI
volunteer Janet Loprano
Boomer, beloved Golden of GRRI volunteer Jill McLaughlin
Scout, beloved Golden of GRRI volunteers Tom and Janice
Robert Brumell and GRRI Golden Count
Molson, beloved GRRI Golden of Mark & Chris Wakefoose
Lacey, beloved GRRI Golden of Christine and John Meyers
Max, beloved GRRI Golden of Deb & Kevin Lowy
Zoey, beloved GRRI Golden of Laura Maldonado
Romeo, beloved GRRI Golden of Barbara Turner